#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
Van Gogh cut off his ear gave it to a prostitute who flung it away in extreme
I walked off the job again and the police stopped me for running a red light at Serrano… my mind was rather gone and I stood in a patch of leaves
as I go to the escalator young fellow and a lovely young gi… are ahead of me. her pants, her blouse are skintigh… as we ascend
the dream of a man is a whore with a gold tooth and a garter belt, perfumed with false eyebrows
a single dog walking alone on a hot sidewalk of summer appears to have the power of ten thousand gods.
I went into the bends. I got drunker and stayed drunker than a shit skunk in Purgatory. I even had the butcher knife against my throat one night in the kitchen and then I thought, easy,...
The first thing I remember is being under something. It was a table, I saw a table leg, I saw the legs of the people, and a portion of the tablecloth hanging down. It was dark under the...
Abe Mortenson was had enough to be around but he was just a fool. You can forgive a fool because he only runs in one direction and doesn’t deceive anybody. It’s the deceivers who make y...
Four or five days passed. The phone rang. It was Tammie. “Listen, Hank. You know that little bridge you cross in your car when you drive to my mother’s place?” “Well, right by there the...
I never wear dark shades but this red head went to get a prescription filled on Hollywood… and she kept haggling and working… me, snapping and snarling.
smoking a cigarette and noting a m… flattened out against the wall and died as organ music from centuries back… my black radio
see this final storm as nothing ve… the world; there are so many more important t… consider. see this final storm as nothing ve…
suppose like others have come through fire and sword, love gone wrong, head-on crashes, drunk at sea, and I have listened to the simple…
16 and one-half inch neck 68 years old lifts weights body like a young
now the territory is taken, the sacrificial lambs have been sl… as history is scratched again on t… as the bankers scurry to survive, as the young girls paint their hun…